In her freshman year of high school, at an age when Lin Puyue had not yet clearly understood what "like" meant, she met an unruly and dazzling young man.
On the night of the breakup, although she had already foreseen the outcome, she still couldn't help crying and her eyes were red.
The night she learned that Huaiye had already boarded a plane to Licheng, she severed all contact and contact with him.
Later, Lin Puyue stared at the already energetic man in front of her and said speechlessly: "Go back as soon as you recover. Don't stay here."
Huaiye lazily spread his hands: "You relied on me to pick you up from school before, and I didn't refuse—"
Lin Puyue quickly covered his mouth and blushed.
"You might as well go home," he said calmly, looking toward the back door.
Through the door glass, the little intern boy who came to see Lin Puyue was stunned at the door. Huaiye suddenly pulled the corner of his mouth and chuckled, bent down to look at her, and then said in her ear with an almost magnetic low voice:
"But you have to kiss me first"
Intention: longing for reunion